barrens npcs. (carnivorae) wrote in rulethenight, @ 2011-09-01 22:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !narrative, !plot, plot: night of the living dead |
you wake up to the sound of alarms ( plot narrative )
One earthquake wasn't so unusual. Two was pushing it. Three was a freakshow.
After the recent bad weather it seemed nothing out of the ordinary. Denizens of Boston were nothing short of irascible in the face of the festering clouds but when the shakes came their sneers were shaken right off their faces. It hit mid afternoon when the roiling black rain clouds had congealed over the city of Boston and smothered the sun completely, turning day to night. Rain came down in a torrential downpour and the earth trembled in horror. It was biblical, the End of Days.
Casualties were widespread. Within the space of the first thirty seconds of the earthquake there were at least thirty car crashes, minor and major, fenders crumpled and windshields shattered,blood on metal and glass and bodies in the deluged roads. A handful of buildings submitted completely to the vicious shaking of the earth which would later describe the earthquake as a 7.8 that lasted for nearly three minutes. Foundations cracked, debris fell breaking bones in arms and legs and necks across the city. Animals and humans were trapped alike in basements and subterranean garages, more similar than many would have liked to imagine as they scrabbled at doorways or moaned for help from beneath mountains of rubble. Those lucky enough to have their lives when the shaking finally stopped would find themselves without power as most of the city, if not all, was plunged into darkness.
And still no one knew that the worst was yet to come.